"These belong in your mouth, not the floor. Can't you be more responsible? Punishing you would be wrong right?" He asks me aloud in the laundry room. My cheeks are heating up as this man's eyes burn into me. "Um... well... yeah?" I couldn't help the stutter leaving my mouth. This man closes the washer door and strides towards me with my pink lacy thong in hand. "Don't let it happen again. Yeah?" He said towering over and sticking my panties in the top of my shirt. "Yes... yes sir." I say scared of what this man could do to me. Chuckles leave his mouth before he head to his apartment. Apartment 244. 'This is going to be a long 2 years.' I think to myself as I walk to my apartment.All Rights Reserved